St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1887-07-21

knew you did not write it, nor
I.'Estrange, nor Walter, nor Webb.
Indeed l did not know we had a man
in the Office who could write it. No,
nor the man in the county. / knew
could not.
John Orcutt was we'll pleased to find
that the article was all right. He had
feared, indeed, since Saturday, that it
might be all wrong.
"What do you say his name is, Prin-
gle 2"
.sYes.n
81 guess his father was in the law
school in my time. Send him in to me
at two o'clock"
At two o'clock Mr.. Pringle knocked
at the responsible door. He knew he
was to see the chief. Whether he
were to be dismissed from the office or
not, he did not know.
But the chief even rose and shook
hands. "Mr. Pringle, am so glad to
see you. L ought to be ashamed, but
l did not know before yesterday, how
we were wasting the force of our office.
| think it may please you to know that
when | met Chancellor Guilford yes
| terday as we were coming out of
church, he asked who wrote our arti-
eles on International Law, and he said
that he should read your paper on the
Occupation of Rimatfra' to his class
es.n
Mr.. Pringle blushed and stammered
out his thanks and satisfaction.
''DO you read German 2" continued
the eager chief.
''Of course, sir"
"GOod. Please take these Vienna
papers, and this Rundschau-yes-a
somewhere here-here they are-these
pamphlets, and look up for us this
man KOhlschutter's discussion of ma
tionality. l thought l should have to
do it myself. / suppose he is son of
the old Kohlschutter or maybe grand
son. Take all the time you want. Mr..
Orcutt says you only had four hours
Friday night"
eyes sir; but studied that matter
in the forecastle, when l was before
the mast"
"Good =" said the chief again. "Here
| is line to Mr.. McElrath. He will fix
your salary for the present at So, 900.
| will speak to Mr.. Orcutt about your
work. Unless you wish, you will do
no more base ball at present. Good
morning. Come round when you can,
and let me introduce you to my wife.
You had better move yOur things into
Mr.. What's his-name's vacant Office !;
next Mr.. Orcutt's, you know. Good
morning"
Before Edward Pringle moved a
thing, he went into the empty office
and wrote this despatch to Mary I'm
derwOOd:
"Dear Mary: My salary is raised to
So, 900. Say Thursday or Thursday
week. EDWARD"
And she telegraphed back.
Thursday week, if you insist upon
it. Always yours, MARY"
When the Recording Angel entered
this last correspondence he babe his
clerks make cross references to it in
the great editors book and in John
Orcutt's book, but he asked to have
Helen Melcher's book brought to him,
that he might make the entry there
with his own hand.
"SOmehOw," said the Recording An
gel, with that grave smile of his, 81
am more glad for this one than / am
for all the others. Wars and rumors
of wars, life and death-yes-yes, they
are all very grand and very important,
only if and as they help to making
happy homes.
"And how good it is" he said, as he
dipped his pen in his best golden ink,
"that when that sad girl did that I'M
selfish thing in that surgeons ante
room, she made this heaven of happy
home for Edward Pringle aud Mary
Underwood, not for time only, but for
all eternity"